Quotes About Horror

Whatever had killed him, it hadn't been human. His face was gone, simply torn away. Something had ripped his lips off. I could see his bloodstained teeth. His nose had been torn all the way up one side, and part of it dangled toward the floor. His head was misshapen, as though some enormous pressure had been put upon his temples, warping his skull in.

But a sick feeling had settled into me, as I looked on this darkling house, with all of its stinking lust and fear, all of its horrid hate worn openly upon it to my Sight, like a mantle of flayed human skin on the shoulders of a pretty girl with gorgeous hair, luscious lips, sunken eyes, and rotting teeth. It repulsed me and it made me afraid.

Blood was their art. Screams were their music. Horror was their faith.

One of the Old Ones is known as the Sleeper. It's said his tomb is somewhere under the Pacific. And that goddamned moron Lovecraft published stories and easy-to-remember rhymes about the thing.

Puritanical observers of the goings-on at Kororareka were horrified. Charles Wilkes, who visited the Bay of Islands with the U.S. Exploring Expedition in 1840, described a slum town made up of "about twenty houses, scarcely deserving the name, and many shanties, besides tents.

The reason I am still sitting at Josef's kitchen table is the same reason traffic slows after a car wreck- you want to see the damage; you can't let yourself pass without that mental snapshot. We are drawn to horror even as we recoil from it.

Dreams are horrible, to don't talk about nightmares they are more often. But there is always one gift from a person which you know is dead, that's how it works and it will continue to work.

Halloween: a magical and mysterious holiday all full of surprises in which, amongst treats and tricks, fear and horror turn into joy and play.

Woke up from a nightmare about being pregnant and having a miscarriage. Most horrifying dream I've had yet...

If the people in horror movies listened to me they would probably still be alive.

Hollywood did not just make horror movie monsters, it was its own horror movie monster, smashing me under its foot. I had failed and the Auteur would make The Hamlet as he intended, with my countrymen serving merely as raw material for an epic about white men saving good yellow people from bad yellow people. I pitied the French for their naïveté in believing they had to visit a country in order to exploit it. Hollywood was much more efficient, imagining the countries it wanted to exploit.

Hollywood did not just make horror movie monsters, it was its own horror movie monster, smashing me under its foot.

It's as much fun to scare as to be scared.

At present this horror of life is already less pronounced, and the melancholy less acute. But I still have no will, and hardly any desires, or none at all that are to do with ordinary life.

Men should discover their past. I admit to this. It has been my profession. Only so can we learn our limitations and come in time to suffer life with compassion. Nevertheless, I now believe there are occasions when … to tamper with the past, even one's own, is to bring [on] that slipping, sliding horror which revolves around all that is done, unalterable, and yet which abides unseen in the living mind … [and makes] us lonely beyond belief.

Whittaker Chambers, who was an American Communist spy at the time, suspected that a horrible crime against humanity was being enacted in Russia. He later wrote: "The great purge was in the most literal sense a massacre.... This great massacre, probably the greatest in history was deliberately planned and executed.... Those killed have been estimated from several hundred thousand to several million men and women. The process took about three years, 1935-1938.

The corpses in the wasteland of past and present haunt us. We are still in Eliot's land of the dead, imprisoned in Kafka's penal colony, running from the unexplained rage of the golem, listening to Lovecraft's drumbeat of horror, and shivering in the chilly shadow of Grau and Murnau's Nosferatu. We cannot awaken from history.

Rose meant that while horror films proffered suspense, in reality every fan knows the accepted "rules" of the genre. He argued that, in general, horror movies are actually "one of the safest spaces in cinema" since a fan's knowledge of what to expect provides them with a "flashlight" for the darkest corners a director might lead them to.

Best-selling novelist Paul Tremblay writes that horror really works only when it "push[es] and prod[s] at moral boundaries" and forces its audience to "confront personal and societal taboos." In fact, he suggests that horror films need a "progressive" vision to really pull us out to sea on a dark tide.

The monsters of our wired world can also quickly become commodified, as can be seen in the extraordinary story of the cult PC game Five Nights at Freddy's.

Writer and director Aislinn Clarke doesn't use the phrase elevated horror. But she has suggested that a difference does exist between something being "scary" and true, lingering horror. The creation of horror depends on upending convention and, she suggests, should "punch up" against those in power rather than "merely making monsters of those at the bottom

Don't worry about the thing on the stairs. If you don't want to be "woke," it's terribly cozy to sleep on peacefully while vast tracts of American horror culture allow you to float in Amity's warm and woozy dream.

Christmas and Easter can be subjects for poetry, but Good Friday, like Auschwitz, cannot. The reality is so horrible it is not surprising that people should have found it a stumbling block to faith.

An election is a moral horror, as bad as a battle except for the blood; a mud bath for every soul concerned in it.